The beauty of the sunset is a reward for those who turned sunrise into a journey of purpose. ©Srinivas

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I will write to you in my story the last joy of life. ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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The beauty of the sunset is a reward for those who turned sunrise into a journey of purpose. ©Srinivas

Srinivas

I will write to you in my story the last joy of life. ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا

Unfaithful_j_بےوفا

National Press Day ©Hashim Bannur | ಹಾಶಿಂ ಬನ್ನೂರು

Hashim Bannur | ಹಾಶಿಂ ಬನ್ನೂರು

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-176 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-2 A caged bird I am Do not remember How and when I fell in love with the cage How it became my lifeline My heart and mind. How I surrendered everything I loved and relished My freedom, love and passion For a handful of the sky over And a little earth to stand on A caged bird I am Forgotten long since How to fly in the open sky. Hope to muster enough strength To ward off the initial onslaught Gather me, my tired wings and mind To venture into the forgotten domain The unapproachable splendour of the empyrean Once a winged bird Do not remember When I last flew into the blue heaven. Hope! I will find my wings and urge, love and motivation to be on cloud nine once again Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 2.11.2022 All Copyrights Reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2022/11/03/something-i-look-at-176/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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